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january '25
on the
23rd.
“The paradox of volcanoes was that they were symbols of destruction but also life. Once the lava slows and cools, it solidifies and then breaks down over time to become soil - rich, fertile soil.
She wasn't a black hole, she decided.
She was a volcano. And like a volcano she couldn't run away from herself.
She'd have to stay there and
tend to that wasteland.
She could plant a forest inside herself.”
- Matt Haig, the Midnight Library
everything is cyclical
It's been 8 months since I left my life in Fiji, and I haven't written much since then.
But, with the new year comes an aura of limitless opportunities.
I'll start that project.
I'll run that marathon.
I'll finally do the things I've always said I've wanted to do...
and so, I began.
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the art dump
see the trees for the forest
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